Friday January 22, 2010

An hour before dawn, whose footsteps are those on the hard crust of snow, first tiptoeing, then running about? Mice, I think. No: sleet.

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  1. I instantly remember how it feels when I am in interperation confusion:
    -is the sun shining extra bright or is that car on fire?
    -is that a star, a plane or Skylab?
    -did I hear a plastic bag unwrinkling or is that a mouse in my shoe closet?

    Evocative!


  2. Thanks. I love your last example in particular — plastic is sneaky!

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